brothers weakness | salvatore

vi.

chapter vi .
a taste of release

          after what felt like an eternity of answering the gang's insane amount of questions, my patience wore thin. i excused myself and made my way upstairs, leaving their chatter behind. 

i headed to damon's room--the one all three of us had shared last night. pushing the door open without bothering to knock, i stepped inside, only to be greeted by a sight that caused my breath to hitch.

 damon stood near the bed, a thin, white towel hanging precariously around his waist, droplets of water tracing tantalizing paths down his chest. he turned at the sound of my entrance, catching my wide-eyed stare with a smirk that was equal parts charm and mischief. my thoughts scrambled, and i shook my head, trying to clear away the rush of heat that suddenly overcame me. 

i crossed the room and collapsed face-first onto the bed, nestling my head into the soft pillows at its center. eyes closed, i let out a contented sigh. behind me, i heard damon chuckle softly--low and teasing. a barely audible thump followed the sound. i cracked one eye open, and my breath caught in my throat. damon had discarded his towel and now stood gloriously naked before me, a smirk curling his lips as he reveled in my reaction. 

he winked playfully before turning away to retrieve a pair of boxers from the drawer. my eyes lingered longer than they should have, drawn to every flex and movement. as he began to turn back, i quickly shut my eyes, feigning obliviousness. i barely had time to catch my breath before a cool breeze swept over me. i opened my eyes now fully, only to find damon standing just inches away. 

my gaze traveled upward-- first to the slight bulge in his boxers, then over the contours of his stomach, the hard lines of his chest, and finally to his eyes; they were dark, intense, and filled with unmistakable hunger. the air between us thickened, and i suddenly realized he had picked up on my arousal. panic fluttered through me as i scrambled to find an excuse before stefan came out of the shower and made matters worse. 

i sat up from my position on the bed, eyes wide while i looked at damon warily. "i... uh... i need to go to the restroom," i mumbled, my voice weak. i backed away slowly, almost as if i were some powerless animal waiting for the hunter to strike. 

before my hand could reach for the door, damon was there. he pressed me gently but firmly against the wall, his hands bracketing my head. "you're not going anywhere," he growled, wrapping my legs around his waist as he lifted me effortlessly.  

"let's take care of that sweet scent of yours, shall we?" his lips brushed my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. he ground his hips against mine, a low moan escaping his lips. "damon..." i whispered, trying to gather my thoughts. "we... we can't," i managed to stutter, even as my body betrayed me. 

"why not?" he murmerd against my collarbone, hips still rutting against me. "it's not the first time, and it won't be the last." his kissed trailed lower, igniting a fire that i struggled to contain. his hands slid down my thighs, and he delivered a sharp slap to my ass, eliciting a choked moan from me. 

"answer me," he demanded, his voice low and commanding. "everyone's downstairs... and stefan--" my words were cut off as damon captured my lips in a searing kiss, rough yet filled with passion. our mouths clashed, tongues tangling in a battle neither of us intended to lose. his lips were soft, addicitve, leaving me breathless. 

my fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for more.  the sensation of his body pressed against mine was almost too much to bear. the sudden sound of a door opening made us break apart. we turned to see stefan standing in the doorway, water droplets glistening on his skin. his eyes sparkled with amusement and a touch of desire. 

"well, well, what do we have here?" he drawled, stepping closer. he glanced at me with a raised brow, a hint of smile playing on his lips. "did you even plan on inviting me?" his voice was teasing, but his eyes were dark with intensity. 

"i--uh--" i began, but damon interrupted, smirking. "i don't think she did, brother. all i heard were moans begging for more." he words made my cheeks burn, and i glared at him, silently willing him to stop. 

stefan's eyes never left mine. "is that true?" he asked, amusement giving way to something deeper--something dominant and possessive. my mouth opened and closed, searching for a response, but damon spoke again, cutting through my silence. 

"i think she needs a punishment, don't you think, brother?" damon suggested, a wicked gleam in his eyes. stefan nodded, crossing his arms. "i think she does."

damon set me on my feet, and i nearly stumbled, saved only by his grip on my waist. "on the bed. hands and knees," he ordered, his tone tolerating no argument. before i could even move stefan had snapped, "now." he demanded. my body reacted before my mind could catch up, moving toward the bed and positioning myself as they demanded. the sudden crack of a hand on my ass made me gasp. I've known the brothers for as long as i could remember but they've never been this demanding. what the hell had elena done to them? i'll have to remember to thank her someday. 

"you're such a dirty little thing, aren't you?" damon's breath was hot against my ear. "our dirty girl," stefan whispered from the other side. he stepped back, announcing his intention to send the others away, leaving me alone with damon. "guess i have you all to myself now, huh?" damon purred, circling me with predatory grace. 

"what should we do first," he hummed, stroking his chin in a teasing manner. damon walked off and rummaged through a drawer before retrieving a small metallic vibrator that resembled a bullet. the sight of it made me gulp, warmth spreading down my lower belly. he moved towards me with a predatory smile and flipped me onto my back. his hands finding my shirt, ripping it away as if it were nothing. i moaned, and for a moment, he paused, eyes drinking me in with a mix of love and lust. 

"are you okay with this?" he asked gently, his voice softening.

"i want this," i whispered, and his demeanor shifted, dominance returning--almost as if a switch had been flipped. "you asked for it," he murmured, pressing a rough kiss to my lips. every touch, every word, made me burn hotter. 

damon's kisses trailed down my body, his movements slow, deliberate, until he reached the waistband of my panties. looking up at me, he smirked, teeth grazing my skin before he bit onto my panties and drew them down my legs slowly, teasingly. yet not once breaking eye-contact. his breath left behind a trail of fire on my skin; heavy gasps left my mouth as damons tongue suddenly made contact with my leg, going over his previous trail of fire and extinguishing it with the wetness of his tongue. i shuddered, arching into his touch, unable to contain myself. he pulled off me suddenly, leaning back on his knees to observe the mess he's made of me; his eyes trailed down my body, landing on that sweet spot between my legs. the intensity of his gaze had me feeling self-conscious, and i attempted to close my legs, but he prevented me from doing so, holding my legs open with a hum "no, no baby, don't close your legs," he smirked, heavy gaze trailing back down to my core, "i want to see that pretty pussy of yours." and as if in a trance, he leaned down to press his tongue to my entrance--sinfully desperate moans escaped him as his hot mouth wrapped around my clit, sucking it so hard i began to see black dots swimming behind my eyelids.  

before the tension could consume us completely, the door opened once more. stefan stood there, a knowing smile on his lips as he took in the scene. 

damon, however never paused, continuing to drive me to the edge while stefan closed the  distance. "we want every sound." he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. i melted beneath their touch, surrendering completely as moans and whines left my parted lips. 

"that's right baby, i want everyone to know who you belong to." 

stefans hungry gaze remains on my face, glancing from my mouth to my eyes before his lips finally capture mine, but this is just a tease. surging forward and pulling back just as quickly, his teeth tugging at my bottom lip, letting go as his tongue traces back to where his teeth just were, a feel of what his tongue is offering. he wants me to need him, yearn for him, and in the moment as damons tongue ploughs into me and stefan teases my parted lips--thats all i could ever want. 

they pulled back abruptly, exchanging glances before fixing their eyes on me. "now, the real fun begins," damon said, a wicked smile on his glossy lips. 

it was definitely going to be a long night..